We Monsters Are Not Allowed to Be Single

Work. "Jiang Ran said.

Xue Meng murmured: "Even if the car is not his, your friend seems to be a rich man."

Jiang Ran thought to himself, he was afraid that you would not believe it.

The two of them got to the duty booth and handed over the 800 yuan they found to the police on duty before they drove back to the street office.

***

On the other side, Chen Hua leaned against the side of the car with a hug, prolonged the tone with joy: "Xiao Ying..."

Ying Qiao looked at him blankly.

Chen Hua snorted: "The little monster is gone, don't you pretend?"

As he said, he began to babble: "I don't know. It turns out that Mr. Ying has a good temper and is good to friends. I probably don't deserve to be a friend of Mr. Ying."

"Have you done enough?" Ying Qiao watched him perform indifferently.

Chen Hua stood upright for a second: "Enough."

His skin is precious, but he doesn't want to be picked off by this old beast who is more serious than his friends.

"If you have enough, go find someone." Ying Qiao pointed to the street behind him: "The latest information, someone found its trace here."

Chen draws yin and yang strangely: "I see, Mr. Ying."

***

Jiang Ran and Xue Meng returned to the street office smoothly, and there was no weird thing about picking up money on the ground along the way.

After going out for work, they were close to the end of get off work time when they returned, and Xiao Xiaoyu was not seen at the reception desk in the lobby, so the two of them walked straight to the office.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard Xiao Xiaoyu squeeze his throat and speak softly: "Little baby, eat slowly. Don't worry, this bag is all yours..."

Xue Meng came before he heard: "Xiao Xiaoyu, are you evil?"

Xiao Xiaoyu turned his head and sneered: "I think you are itchy."

Xue Meng was about to answer his lips when he saw the creature on the table. He was frightened: "Fuck, where did you get the beast to sit in prison? Knowing the law and breaking the law add one more crime."

-Seeing Xiao Xiaoyu's desk, a chubby lion cub with the size of an adult man's fist is sitting with his back to the door, holding a corn ham sausage in his arms and chewing.

Sui Su turned his head when he heard the sound, met Jiang Rian's shocked eyes, and immediately cocked his head and cried, "Meow."

Xue Meng:? ? ?

What kind of lion is this?

"I said you were blind, you still don't admit it." Xiao Xiaoyu sneered, and pointed his finger at his small head: "This is Jiang Ran's cat."

As if responding to her words, Suan meowed twice again.

The sound is round and meowing.

Jiang Ran's mouth twitched when he met his brother's innocent eyes, and he could only compose along the lines: "It's the cat I raised. He is too young, so I brought the unit without worry."

Xue Meng lay in the trough for three consecutive years, leaning close to carefully look at Suan, and poking his round ears tentatively: "At first glance, I thought it was a little lion. There is such a cat? What breed? what?"

"...A friend gave it to say that it was a new variety cultivated abroad, but I don't know the specific variety."

Xue Meng scratched his stubborn chin, and said in surprise: "Too good? I have the pleasure of sitting through the beast in the prison."

Sui Sui squinted his eyes comfortably, pushed his fingers apart with his head, and flexibly jumped from the table to Jiang Rian with his small paws, then climbed onto his shoulders and squatted, meowing and rubbing his head with his head. he.

Xiao Xiaoyu was sour: "I want to have this cute cat too."

After thinking of the process of discovering the kitten, he couldn't help but condemn Jiang Rian: "You just kept the cat in the bag, it's too easy to happen. And you didn't feed him at noon? You starved the cat."

Suan was sleeping during the lunch break, and Jiang Ran did not feed him. I was thinking of waiting for him to wake up and then get him something to eat, but I didn't think of going out to work and was delayed. Who would have thought that Sui Su would wake up so cleverly and let Xiao Xiaoyu discover it.

He scratched his face: "I was negligent, so let him stay at home next time."

Who knows Xiao Xiaoyu immediately jumped up and objected: "Don't. Bring it here. How pitiful it is to be a left-behind cat at such a young age. We can feed him together in the office."

Jiang Ran hesitated a bit. He hadn't heard of any unit that could bring pets to work, so he was sneaky when he brought Suan today.

On the contrary, Uncle Zhou, who was watching the excitement next to him, said slowly: "Xiaoyu is right. For such a small bastard, adults can't worry about staying at home."

He seemed to look at Jiang Ran intentionally: "Don't worry, Director Cheng is very open-minded. You are in a special situation, so I can help you talk about it."

Jiang Ran met his clear gaze, remembering that Director Cheng had only told him this morning that Uncle Zhou was no ordinary person. I guessed that the other party should know that Suan is not a pet, but a family member.

He smiled gratefully at Uncle Zhou: "Thank you Uncle Zhou, then."

Uncle Zhou waved his hand and turned around to continue playing minesweeper.

Jiang Ran and Xue Meng wrote a simple report on their attendance in the afternoon, and then it was off work time.

Uncle Zhou is getting older and doesn't involve young people in entertainment. Only the three of them went out to dinner.

Suan still stayed in Jiang Lan's bag, but Xiao Xiaoyu stuffed a lot of ham and other small snacks in the bag, so he happily nestled in the bag to eat alone.

The gathering place is in a crayfish restaurant. May is the season for the plump crayfish. The restaurant is doing promotional activities again, so there are already many people in the small store.

The three of them were led by the waiter to sit down in an empty seat by the window and began to order.

Crayfish, garlic, spicy and spicy, one serving each, two appetizers, and a pinch of beer. The three of them ate very happily.

Jiang Ran originally thought he and Xue Meng belonged to the beer. Who knew Xiao Xiaoyu looked at the wine quietly, but he was very domineering when he drank the wine. He drank six bottles alone, and his eyes were clear and clear and not a bit drunk. However, Xue Meng, who had previously praised Haikou, drank three bottles and blushed and shouted.

Xiao Xiaoyu laughed at him unceremoniously.

The three of them ate shrimps and drank, chatted and slapped their farts, all talking about unnutritious saliva.

But Jiang Ran felt relaxed and happy after a long absence.

When he was in the Dragon Palace, the noble uncle took care of everything. But he was not that happy.

The eldest and fourth elder brothers run companies in human society and are so busy that they can only go home once a week. Xiao Jiu stays in the nest all year round and sleeps in the shell. Suan couldn't transform into a human form, and he was actually the only person in the huge dragon palace.

He had no friends and could not go out. He stayed in the deep sea dragon palace for many years, only Suan was with him.

Looking at Xue Meng and Xiao Xiaoyu, who were drunk and still not forgetting their quarrels, Jiang Ran narrowed his eyes and laughed. He was suddenly thankful that he mustered up the courage to take the first step and stepped out of the dragon palace that sheltered him and stepped into this bustling city. Lively world.

…

The three of them finally enjoyed it after nine o'clock in the evening.

Xue Meng had a bad drink and was completely drunk. Jiang Ran helped him to the door and waited, while Xiao Xiaoyu went to pay the bill. Before they came, they had agreed to dinner AA, but they didn't argue about who would pay for it.

Xiao Xiaoyu came back after checking out, with a look of joy: "We are lucky, it happens to be the 199th table guest tonight, and the store said it would give us a free bill."

She shook her phone: "It didn't cost a penny!"

Jiang Ran frowned, thinking of the 800 yuan he picked up in the afternoon, and thinking of the free bills in the evening, he always felt lucky. Instinctively, he suspected that the transfer stone bracelet was weird. But this time it was Xiao Xiaoyu who bought the order, and he was a little uncertain for a while.

But he soon lost his mind to thinking about it—the drunk Xue Meng was already singing a song with his throat.

He reluctantly captured Xue Meng, who was drunkard, back and watched Xiao Xiaoyu get in the car and go home. Just stopped a car and stuffed Xue Meng in. Xue Meng was so drunk that he wouldn't be able to go home alone, so he would just take people to him for one night.

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Little garlic: Meow meow meow.

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Chapter 8

Xue Meng woke up when he smelled a strong fragrance.

When he woke up, the sky outside was already bright, but his brain was still dizzy after a hangover. He rubbed his temples vigorously, and he staggered up to go to the bathroom to wash. The person in the mirror has untidy hair and red eyes, and looks very tired. He brushed his teeth and yawned sleepily.

After tidying up, he went out to work.

He just opened the door, but he was stunned.

The outside is not the neighborhood he is familiar with. Looking around, except for the house where he is standing, everything is white. The sky is white, the ground is white, white and soft clouds are floating in the sky, golden light shuttles through them. The golden light is not dazzling, on the contrary, it is very soft, and it makes people feel close to it.

Xue Meng's originally surprised and frightened emotion faded unconsciously, and he stepped involuntarily towards the golden light.

After walking out a few steps, he subconsciously glanced back. The house behind him had disappeared, leaving only a white cloud.

This scene was originally very strange, but he didn't feel strange for some reason. On the contrary, I am more close to and longing for the wandering golden light, and I really want to pass.

Fortunately, he didn't go far before he saw the source of the golden light.

That is a pure white statue,

The idol sits cross-legged on the lotus platform, holding a golden bowl in his left hand, placing his right hand on his knees with fingers twisting, head hanging slightly, and looking at his followers compassionately. The golden light poured out from the golden bowl in the left hand of the Buddha statue. The strands and strands are endless, wandering at will, just like a living thing.

At the foot of the Buddha statue, there were many men and women kneeling. They are muttering incomprehensible whispers, and every time they say a word, they are extremely religious